The names Tommy by the way mate, I never caught yours. I looked over at him as we walked in the slew of kids trying to find their brand new classes, I'm Anthony. He began to speak again: Well Anthony, if you wanna stay alive in oddly high you will have to live in a clan...he said it nodding his head slowly with his eyes closed like it all made sense. I snapped again, What are clans!? Everyone looked at me when I had yelled which in effect I shrunk in the crowd wishing no one could see me. He looked over and laughed and then tried explaining it the best a 15-year-old kid could say. Well, mate, clans are a group of people within the school building that has different powers and controls different floors of the school based on power and fighting technique. I looked at him like he was crazy, Dude...powers? seriously? what are you? 5? Tommy looked angry and then summoned a small fire ball in his hands and showed it to me. I gasped like it was Christmas morning or something as I gazed in his hands, How are you doing that!? Witchcraft! Tommy laughed and replied to my stupid statements: Mate, No...these are powers, I am part of the demons you see, however, my level is not high at all. But if I recruit new people into the demons I get to be more and more powerful. I couldn't handle it in my brain so I tried to spit something else out of my mouth in words, which was apparently still wide open from Tommy's power. I tried to understand what I was seeing in front of me. Finally I gave in to whatever this was. though I was oddly disturbed and had so much to say and ask, I kept my mouth shut. Tommy reached his door by the next minute of walking down the hall. Tommy waved and then disappear into the large hull of students entering that class which by the door number seemed to be art. I headed off to history. I entered history feeling a cold chill go down my spine and the hair on my arms, legs, and neck stood up, it was freezing beyond belief. My teacher Mr. Thorn coughed before he spoke and then blurted out a few words: Sit down! Open your books to 100 and begin writing! I began to look solemn as I told myself in my head (High-school...fun) In mid thought a. Thud! A girl threw piece of wadded up paper at my head. I opened the note and it read in firm bold writing: Are you new? I looked over at the girl who had thrown the paper at me. She had an odd figure to her, she wore a green padded jacket with a medic symbol on it. She was still staring at me with a kind smile, her beautiful smile threw me off for a second, she looked so kind. I nodded slowly and smiled back. She gestured with her hands to turn the note over. I turned the note over not knowing what to expect. The note once again in unnecessarily bold letters: Meet me after class. I looked at her again and nodded. The clock slowly ticked by as our history teacher continued something on about the Roman empire. I stared at the girl in wander of how she made me feel warm with that smile she gave my way. The bell ringed loudly as all the students got up and left the room, only one was left, that was her. She stood calmly yet firmly with her hands clenched into fists at her side. I walked over to her and she looked up at me due to my height. My names Shea, so your new? I nodded, yeah that's right. She held out her hand and replied happily, I'm Shea, part of the Medics around this school. I looked at her not understanding the term. "Medics"? She looked at me now as if I was a moron, you really are new, aren't you? Somewhat annoyed I replied, yeah yeah, i'm the new guy okay? She giggled and shook my hand. She waved to me as I left the class still wandering what the hell a Medic was. I began walking down the hall to my next class not paying attention to where I was going at all. I was looking at the school court yard, filled with astounding different trees and pants along with multiple types of flowers. I was overwhelmed by it all, the clans along with the powers and other things I had seen just on the first day. The question darted through my dark mind, what else is there to see? Then bang.
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Oddly high school?
FantasíaA young man goes to his first year of high school. Wait a minute, this is no ordinary high school? Read the book to find out more...